'They're battle wounds' She scrawled in large letters and underlined it. Twice.

"On the inside of your mouth!?" Gumball and Marshall questioned at the same time. Marshall's hands angrily gripping the neck of his guitar and Gumball scowling with his arms crossed.

'I don't have to explain myself to you' she wrote. If the only reason PG and Marshy wanted to come to her tree house today was to scold her for rescuing and making out with her boyfriend, they could just turn their little butts right back around and head on home.

"Fi of all the stupid things you've ever done, including picking fights with me, this might be the dumbest- put your pencil down I'm not done." He glared at her and she glared right back, continuing to write whatever angry thing she couldn't say. Because she had played kissy-face with a matchstick. "Not even I have ever been dumb enough to make out with a fire elemental. Blib Globbit. What part of licking fire with your tongue sounds good to you?" She held up her note and the vampire ignored it. "You could have died. Fi. hey. I'm talking to you." He would have flicked her nose if it wasn't burnt. The girl just smacked him with her notepad til he snatched it from her. His eyes scanned the page and he snorted derisively.
"I don't care if you almost die on a regular basis, pain isn't supposed to be fun." she rolled her eyes and stuffed her fingers in her ears. Marshall threw his hands up in defeat. Gumball shook his head and approached the girl, gently pulling her fingers out of her ears. Fi grabbed her notepad back from Marshall and started scribbling again, and before Gumball got a word in edgewise she shoved another message in his face.

'I liked it, and I'm not going to break up with him so you might as well get on board with it.'

Gumball scooped some salve out of a jar and smoothed it over the angry burns on her face. He had to give her credit, she was the most stubborn girl he'd ever met.

"Fionna, at least be more careful! If you hadn't started crying he could have done some real damage."

'Stop treating me like a baby.' He sighed and continued to apply the magical cream and slowly the angry blistering skin was soothed. How could she explain? It had felt so amazing to be held, not to have to worry about burns. And the kiss. It had been her first, and it had ended up painful, but for those first few seconds it has been the most wonderful thing that had ever existed. As she thought, her face grew pink and her body felt warm. Bonnibeaux reached out to put some salve on her lips and she violently jerked away and shoved a hand in his face.

"Stop it. I have to put this on your burns, or do you want to be disfigured forever?" it was more like a statement however, and she shot him a pained glare. Not being able to talk was starting to suck, even weighed against the most amazing kiss ever. She took his wrist and wiped the salve from his fingers onto hers and applied it herself. Peegles handed her the jar and she opened her mouth and applied it to the inside. It tasted absolutely awful, but she really wanted to be able to talk and her tongue REALLY hurt.

Marshall was just watching, strumming his guitar, and looking annoyed. The way these two were acting, you would think they were jealous or something. And as realization slapped Fionna in the face she didn't know whether to hit them or laugh. Her mouth curled up into a sly little smile and she shook her head.

"Whats so funny, blondie?" Marshall asked, "Well besides almost getting your brains fried."

'You two are jealous of Flint.' Marshall's face dropped and Gumball blushed.

"No I'm not!"

"Why would I be jealous of that runt?" they yelled simultaneously and Fionna just laughed at them.

When the two boys had had enough fawning over Fionna, Cake cornered them downstairs.

"I'm disappointed in the two of you." she said with paws on her hips.

"Tch" Marshall looked annoyed and ran a hand through his hair. Cake was particularly glaring at Gumball. When the prince opened his mouth to reply, the cat started again.

"She really likes this dude, and you two- especially you, Your Highness- are acting like little boys who've had their favorite toy stolen. Don't think I don't know what happened Gumball." The feline said seriously. Marshall Lee was suddenly interested again.

"What did you do Bonni?" Gumball looked down at his shoes.

"I called his mom?"

"So this is all your fault? I had it under control. She wouldn't have even been able to get close to him if you hadn't made it necessary for her to go RESCUE him!" Cake cleared her throat.

"Had what under control exactly?" Her glare was now turned onto the vampire, almost as scathing as the sun.

"Keeping her SAFE. Not that I'd expect you to understand but that boy is an emotionally unstable pillar of fire."

"And Fionna is a young woman who will make her own decisions. She's smarter than you two are giving her credit for, Now stop meddling or our next chat won't be so fluffy." she finished by extending her claws. PG gulped audibly. As Cake shooed the boys out of the house Fionna was applying the balm to all the places Gumball had avoided as a proper gentleman should.

Flint walked up, uninvited, to the tree fort. Would Fionna even want to see him? He'd burned her pretty badly. The young man pressed his hand to his lips. Fionna had felt so good against him, her demanding lips, her clutching hands. She had fit so well in his arms. He wanted to hold her again, wanted to kiss her again. The problem being he didn't want to hurt her, but they could work around that right?

"Flint?" Startled out of his reveries, he looked up to see his girlfriend, fully healed and hanging out of her window. "I can see your flames all the way in here. Are you ok?"

"Yeah." He replied. "Even better now"

"Be down in a sec!"

Fi came out quickly, bursting through the newspaper over her doorway.

"Why is your door covered?" Fi waved him off.

"Just some stupid prank Marshall keeps pulling." she said shrugging closer to him. She took his hand in her own covered one and gave it a squeeze.

"Whats up?" he looked away from her face with a furious blush on his cheeks.

"I, uh, just wanted to see you." she smiled and punched him in the shoulder lightly , probably by reflex. She bit back her cry and shook the pain out of her hand.

"You're so sweet Flint."

"Fifi..."

"I can take it!~ So what do you want to do today?" the two chatted idly, Fionna carefully avoiding the topic of burns until he asked directly.

"You aren't burned, I thought I.. I thought I hurt you." He looked so upset.

"Gumball brought me some salve, and Marshall... well Marshall was mostly being a jerk but they helped me put it on my back and stuff." The prince looked relieved. "Hey, wanna go on an adventure?" he gave an easy smile.

"Yeah!"

Marshall Lee sulked in his hidey-hole inside the tree fort. Jealous? Him? Of a brat that wasn't even half as cool? Over Fionna? He snorted. Not likely. In fact, he'd be glad when this stupid prank of his was over so that he could go home. Woof. Spending time with mortals can really flip-flop your brain stuffs. Marshall ruffled his own hair, turned over onto his back, and fell asleep.